Chapter 276 Never Look Back



Wow, there's such a thing.

However, I kept it in mind.

Although Yuan Ying said she wouldn't accept me as her apprentice, she would patiently explain things to me whenever I asked, so she was practically my master.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people took shovels and hoes and began digging.

A middle-aged man muttered as he dug: "Our daughter is from our family. Although her death was suspicious, we can't be sloppy with what happened after she passed away. We need to dig this pit deep and make it solid."

Someone nearby chimed in, "That's right, this concerns the feng shui of our Ji family, we can't be careless."

"Sigh, I hope everyone can be safe and sound after this."

"You bet, it suddenly came back to life, who knows..."

However, after saying that, the man stopped talking, but glanced in my direction a few times.

I know they're still thinking that Ji Yunfei's resurrection is related to me.

But now we're helping with the funeral arrangements, so they don't dare say anything.

In no time, a pit waist-deep was dug.

Seeing that the pit was dug, Yuan Ying stepped forward, took out a handful of rice from her bosom, and sprinkled it evenly along the edge of the pit.

While scattering the rice, one can chant: "This rice is scattered in all directions, all foul air will give way, the departed souls will return to their rightful place, and peace and good fortune will be with them forever."

After scattering the rice, she directed everyone to slowly lower the bridal sedan chair into the pit.

"Slow down, place it gently! Be sure to move slowly, and don't let the bridal sedan chair fall apart."

It was only then that I noticed that the bridal sedan chair was actually made of paper, but the craftsmanship was so exquisite that it looked like solid wood.

After the bridal sedan chair was properly placed, Yuan Ying had someone bring a bundle of straw and spread it on the sedan chair, saying that it would allow the deceased's soul to rest in peace underground.

Then, the crowd began to fill the space with soil, shovelful by shovelful, gradually burying the bridal sedan chair.

Ji Fucai stood aside, watching his daughter's "marriage," tears streaming down his face, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a single word.

The women around them were also sobbing softly.

I don't know if I'm genuinely sad or just scared.

I kept a watchful eye on my surroundings, afraid that something unexpected might happen.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly and there was no resurrection.

But thinking about it, it makes sense.

I chopped Yunfei into several pieces, and I stuck a yellow talisman on each piece of flesh, so that even if she really came back to life, it was her hands or her head that came back to life.

But for some reason, Yuan Ying always seemed preoccupied.

Ke Jifu and several other family members were talking to her, so I didn't have time to ask.

“Listen up, you young men. After Brother Ji and the others come down the mountain, burn all this paper money, the ‘ghost messenger’ who led the way, and all the other ritual items to ashes.”

"We must wait until everything has turned to ashes, not even a small corner remains. Every single item is crucial to the safe return of the soul. If anything goes wrong, the 'Blood Vengeful Corpse's' resentment might erupt again, and then none of us will have any peace!"

Yuan Ying's gaze swept across the faces of the young men one by one.

She paused, then continued, "Also, when you're finished burning and coming down the mountain, no matter what noises you hear behind you, remember, whatever you do, don't turn around, don't look around at all! In this desolate wilderness, there are things you can't see anywhere."

"If you turn back, you might be targeted by that unclean thing and possessed. Then your three souls and seven spirits will be in danger, and you won't have a good life for the rest of your days! Do you all understand?"

The young men didn't dare to breathe and could only nod repeatedly.

I asked her, "Yingniang, aren't you coming with us?"

Yuan Ying gestured towards Ji Fucai and the others, saying, "Although Ji Yunfei is dead, the ghost baby in her womb is still alive and its whereabouts are unknown. These ghosts will harm their relatives first, so I have to send them down the mountain."

At this point, she glanced back at the young men and whispered quickly, "Xiao Chen, remember this: you are missing a soul, unlike them. They might be fine if they hear something and turn around, but you will definitely be in trouble."

ah?

What I'm getting at is that something bad is bound to happen on the way back?

"What will happen?" I asked hastily.

Yuan Ying shook her head: "I don't know, but you must not look back. Keep an eye on them. If they don't listen to you, or if you find something is wrong, don't pay attention to anyone. Don't try to be a hero. Just do your thing!"

As she spoke, she sprinkled a handful of soybeans and a handful of salt into my hand.

"If you encounter evil spirits, put salt in your mouth and spray a mouthful of salt water in their face."

"If you don't turn back and still get lost, scatter soybeans. That should get you out of there. Do you understand? As for that kitchen knife of yours, try not to use it if you don't have to. Your mental energy can't handle the strain."

Seeing that I nodded, Yuan Yingcai turned and left with Ji Fucai and the others.

As soon as Yuan Ying left, the young men immediately surrounded me, anxiously asking what Master Yuan had just told me.

I know why they're in such a hurry.

After all, in their eyes, I am Yuan Ying's apprentice, and even if I am not good enough, I am still better than them.

With Yuan Ying, our pillar of support, gone, she naturally came to me.

I said it was nothing, but they told me that when I went back, I must not look back, and that I should watch you burn all the paper money.

The young people said "oh" and then began to burn the offerings.

Young people are quite curious about these supernatural and mysterious things.

While burning paper money, he asked me if people in our line of work often see ghosts or zombies.

Some even asked me why I, at my age, would still want to learn Taoism, wondering if I wanted to achieve immortality.

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